Louis moved in with his protective and possessive Highschool sweetheart, Marcus Maxwell (or just Max as Louis calls him), at the young age of 18. After that, Louis's outside presence slowly dwindled until he only left the house for special events, causing him to become afraid of the outside world, and develop a stutter. One day, bright and selfless Harry gets the wrong house number and winds up knocking on Louis's door. The shy lad answers despite his trepidation and quaking, only to be met with a strange giant. Louis nearly collapses in on himself at the sight, and Harry finds that quite interesting. But is it interesting enough to have him coming back to the old Victorian house at the end of Cherry Lane?

"Just behave Harry." Liam sighs. "It's the World Cup, I have worked hard for this and I still can't believe that mom and dad convinced coach to take you with us." "Don't worry, Liam. I won't bother you, I have Niall with me." Harry grins while packing his suitcase. "I am so excited!" "Yeah, Niall with you is the thing that worries me the most. He doesn't have a good influence on you. Just don't forget about the rules, Harry. Don't disobey them." "I'm 18 Liam, not a kid. I know what's right or wrong." "You behave like a kid, Harry and for sure when Niall is with you. But you know it: Don't start conversations with other players yourself, just answer..." "just answer them when they talk to me and no flirting with players. I got it Liam." Harry rolls his eyes. "I mean it, Harry. I don't want to hear complaints from other players or coaches. Don't cause trouble." Liam has a stern look on his face and Harry gives him an innocent smile in return. "I won't brother..." He will. Liam Payne is captain of the American football team. When there is the world cup, his parents randomly decide that Liam has to bring his little brother and his best friend with him to Brazil. Liam is not happy with it and gives his little brother some rules to make sure he doesn't create any chaos while he has to focus on winning the cup. But Harry has never been one to listen to his brother or following rules. -All the football players are fictional

❝of all of the gifts i've received from above, none of them even compare to our love. so if i could plant everything that i grew, i would sow every seed to remind me of you.❞ (or: harry may have predicted that he and louis would fall in love, but he doesn't see everything that will come to pass) [January 2022-TBD] word count: TBD trigger warnings: smut, minor violence, harassment, mentions of rape

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit

Harry has been selectively mute since past trauma with his best friend. He moves into Doncaster with his mother and sister because people bullied him too much since he was mute and shy at his old high school, and other reasons. So he needed to move and go to a new one. On his first day at the new school he meets a boy named Louis. Louis tries to get Harry to let him in and speak to him. Will he succeed? Or will Harry just push Louis away? You'll have to read to find out. (Warnings!!!: mentions of self harm, homophobic comments, swearing, and smut)

Harry Styles is an English teacher. Louis Tomlinson is a history teacher at the same school. The two have never spoken much before- perhaps one or two awkward conversations in the staffroom that adults have out of pure courtesy. Harry needs someone. Louis could be that someone. Will this year be the year that they finally bond?

"Hey!" Harry whined, trying to push the older one away, but failed. Instead, he sat helpless as Louis slowly covered his chest by re-buttoning his shirt. Then, taking Harry very off guard, Louis leaned over to smell his throat. The younger boy wouldn't lie, that made him go stiff. "Is that my cologne?" Louis asked, making a face. Now Zayn was only laughing more. ᝰ.ᐟ๋࣭⭑🚬 Both Louis and Harry's mothers are best friends. First Louis was born, then 11 years later came Harry. Due to their mother's being so close, and the boy's age gap being so... large, Louis was chosen to be Harry's godfather. Even so, the younger boy can't help but think his silver fox, rich, godfather is really hot. Was there even a chance that the feeling is mutual..? !11 year age gap !toplinson !slight daddy kink !slight niam ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 larrystylinson #2 toplouis #2 larryau

When Harry was little, he hated living in Oak Hollow. It was a stuck-up neighborhood in the suburbs full of broken families and white picket fences. But then, on a hot Summer day, a strange boy wearing heart-shaped sunglasses moves in across the street.

They say when the sun sets, sunflowers face each other. But what if there was no other sunflower to turn to? What if each sunflower had been plucked out, leaving one to its misery, lone and terrified, with no kind of its own, a cruel world in its waiting, the sun never shining again? It dies. A part of Harry died the day his father first raised a fist on him, then another part when his mum passed. A part went along when he slept with his boyfriend for the very first time. He did not say no, he did not say yes either. Then went a part when the fickle thing that hope was crept into him the first day he moved in with his boyfriend Carl, away from his father and the town he despised truly, wishing for a better tomorrow, only to have it torn away from him with broken glasses of a beer bottle piercing his skin the very night because he didn't serve Carl his beer chilled. He died completely when Carl collapsed in front of him, face twisted inhumanely, mouth dripping foam. Or When the weight of the world crushes Harry beneath it, he finds himself rescued by an alpha who ran out of sugar.